True Confessions Revisited
Remember this guy?
Over the weekend I went to a function that involved the people I had worked with in Cleveland. I hadn't even thought about G.I. Joe being there. I had seen him at the reunion the year before but had steered clear and he hadn't hunted me down. Probably because he'd heard that I was married and didn't really care to meet Hubby.
A few days after I had returned from Cleveland, G.I. Joe called me to go out with a group of friends. After the knife incident I don't know why I agreed. Probably because he didn't know I knew about the knife incident and I couldn't think of a good enough excuse and I really hadn't made any friends since being back yet. He wouldn't take no for an answer anyway. Over the next few months he would call me to do things and sometimes I could get out of it and sometimes I couldn't. Even if I got out of it he was undeterred and continued to call and extend invitations. I was getting tired of playing this little game and knew it wouldn't lead anywhere on my part and it was just leading him on on his part so I finally just told him I was dating someone. It was a total bold faced lie but I couldn't think of any other way to get away from him! Less than two months later Hubby and I were dating so I didn't feel too bad about what I had done. I hadn't talked to him since that conversation.
Friday night when I walked into the reunion I saw him but he didn't see me. I made a beeline out of his sight and started chatting with some good friends I hadn't seen for quite awhile. The girls all ran up to see my growing belly and inquire about the baby. The guys chatted with me and wouldn't bring up my pregnant state unless I brought it up first and then would say, "I thought so but I wasn't going to ask." Like I just grew a beer belly or something to explain my rotund appearance! I ran into Thurston and chatted with him for a bit. It was good to see him. He asked me if I was trying to avoid anyone (implying G.I. Joe). I hadn't thought about him again since we'd come in and I just figured he didn't want to see me any more than I wanted to see him.
Apparently I was wrong. We had said our goodbyes to everyone and were just getting ready to walk out the door when I hear someone yell, "Bliss!" I turned around and who should be there but G.I. Joe. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to shield Hubby from any knives that G.I. Joe might pull from his jacket but thankfully that didn't happen. It was one of the most awkward experiences I've ever had. I had no idea what to say to him and he just babbled like an idiot until he could tell we were really anxious to get out of there. But I guess I can deal with awkward as long as there aren't any knives.
Over the weekend I went to a function that involved the people I had worked with in Cleveland. I hadn't even thought about G.I. Joe being there. I had seen him at the reunion the year before but had steered clear and he hadn't hunted me down. Probably because he'd heard that I was married and didn't really care to meet Hubby.
A few days after I had returned from Cleveland, G.I. Joe called me to go out with a group of friends. After the knife incident I don't know why I agreed. Probably because he didn't know I knew about the knife incident and I couldn't think of a good enough excuse and I really hadn't made any friends since being back yet. He wouldn't take no for an answer anyway. Over the next few months he would call me to do things and sometimes I could get out of it and sometimes I couldn't. Even if I got out of it he was undeterred and continued to call and extend invitations. I was getting tired of playing this little game and knew it wouldn't lead anywhere on my part and it was just leading him on on his part so I finally just told him I was dating someone. It was a total bold faced lie but I couldn't think of any other way to get away from him! Less than two months later Hubby and I were dating so I didn't feel too bad about what I had done. I hadn't talked to him since that conversation.
Friday night when I walked into the reunion I saw him but he didn't see me. I made a beeline out of his sight and started chatting with some good friends I hadn't seen for quite awhile. The girls all ran up to see my growing belly and inquire about the baby. The guys chatted with me and wouldn't bring up my pregnant state unless I brought it up first and then would say, "I thought so but I wasn't going to ask." Like I just grew a beer belly or something to explain my rotund appearance! I ran into Thurston and chatted with him for a bit. It was good to see him. He asked me if I was trying to avoid anyone (implying G.I. Joe). I hadn't thought about him again since we'd come in and I just figured he didn't want to see me any more than I wanted to see him.
Apparently I was wrong. We had said our goodbyes to everyone and were just getting ready to walk out the door when I hear someone yell, "Bliss!" I turned around and who should be there but G.I. Joe. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to shield Hubby from any knives that G.I. Joe might pull from his jacket but thankfully that didn't happen. It was one of the most awkward experiences I've ever had. I had no idea what to say to him and he just babbled like an idiot until he could tell we were really anxious to get out of there. But I guess I can deal with awkward as long as there aren't any knives.
posted by Heidi @ 2:56 PM
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